Brick: Go ahead bud.

Buttercup: How do you do, my name is-

Jerry: His name is Ping- WAIT A MINUTE! Hey that's a pressure cooker, that's a mighty fine item bud.

Ping: It is?

Jerry: It sure is.

Brick: Yeah with that thing you can make a beef stew in two minutes.

Ping: It can?

Buttercup: Yeah and in four minutes you can make a whole turkey dinner.

Ping: Boy that sounds spiffy, I think I would like to have one of those.

Jerry: A small deposit will let you hold it.

Ping: Alright here is five dollars.

Jerry: It is yours to hold bud.

{Jerry hands the pressure cooker to Ping after he hands him the 5$.}

Ping: My wife has always wanted one of these.

{Ping walks out of the room and out the door.}

Jerry: We seem to attract the honest people.

Brick: Yeah that guy reminds me of my uncle he was an Igloo manufacture.

Buttercup: An Igloo manufacture? How do you manufacture Igloos?

Brick: Simple you just take to Igs and glue them together.

{Jerry slaps Brick across the face as Mrs. Pennyfeather walks into the room.}

Mrs. Pennyfeather: My goodness arn't you three working yet?

Brick: How do you do I represent the-

Jerry: Quiet!

Mrs. Pennyfeather: Get To Work!

{Mrs Pennyfeather walks out of the room as Jerry turns to Brick and Buttercup.}

Jerry: You heard what the lady said. Get to work.

Buttercup: And what are you going to do?

Jerry: Nothing what about it?

Buttercup: Oh I'd just thought I'd ask.

{Brick reaches into his pocket and pulls out eye glasses.}

Brick: I've got to do this right.

{He spits on the lens as some of his siliva hits Jerry's cheek. After cleaning them he puts the glasses on.}

Brick: Oh I can see like an Owl now.

{Brick begins to walk nearly running over Jerry, as He stops Brick and points out in mid air. Brick looks at his finger as Jerry moved it downwards towards the paper glue.}

Jerry: We've got to get this wallpaper done in a hurry Get a move on now.

Brick: I'm stiring it don't worry.

Jerry: Alright come on.

{Jerry takes off his jaket and places it on the table and runs to help out Buttercup, but Brick accidentally mistakes his Jacket for being wall paper, and begins to brush glue on it. After words he walked with it towards the wall but Jerry blocked his path causing Brick to bump right into him.}

Brick: I oughta.

{Brick takes off the glasses but gasped when he sees Jerry glaring at him}

Jerry: You Oughta What?

Brick: Be a little more careful.

{Jerry grabs Bricks jacket.}

Jerry: Remind me to kill you later, and no back talk.

{Jerry shoves Brick out of his sight causing his foot to get stuck in a bucket of wallpaper glue.}

Brick: Oh great!

{Brick tries to kick mid air in an attempt to get rid of the bucket, but when it flew off his foot it struck Buttercup in the head.}

Buttercup: Ow! I'll murder you for that!

Jerry: Go On Get To Work!

{The others continue to work as Mr and Mrs. Pennyfeather come into the room.}

Mrs. Pennyfeather: I do believe that the painters will be finish soon.

Mr Pennyfeather: Good good.

{Brick hands Mr Pennyfeather a paper soaked with glue.}

Brick: Do you mind holding this for me bud.

{Before Mr Pennyfeather can say anything, Jerry bumped into him sending his face buried in the wall paper. Jerry and Buttercup are both holding another sheet of wall paper while walking to the wall they take Mr Pennyfeather with them. As they began to smooth out the paper they noticed Mr. Pennyfeather.}

Jerry: Hey nit wit! Get this paper off of him.

{Brick begins to rip the paper off pf him, but as he is bending down to get the bottom part off his cap brush wipes against his face.}

Mr Pennyfeather: Careful.

Jerry: Hey whats a matter with you are you nuts or something?

{Brick turns to see Jerry with a pie aiming directly at him.}

Jerry: Why you.

{But Brick ducks causing the pie to hit Mr Pennyfeather in the face. Jerry Grabs hold of Bricks jacket.}

Jerry: Clean Him Up Thats All You're Fault!

{Jerry shoves him so hard that he nearly almost fell, as he grabs a razor out of his other pocket.}

Brick: All right I'll clean him up hold still there, and I'll wash you up in a second.

{Brick begins to roughly smooth out his face.}

Brick:He's got tender skin there.

Mr Pennyfeather: That's my hair be very careful with it.

{Mr Pennyfeather after seeing Bricks face remembers that they were the ones who kicked him out of their office and began to scream.}

Mr Pennyfeather: YOU! YOU! YOU!

{He claps his hands three times as the three of them gasped.}

Jerry: Its Waterfeather!

Mr Pennyfeather: PENNYFEATHER!

{The three of them scatter.}

Mr Pennyfeather: I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!

{Mr Pennyfeather glares at his wife and yells.}

Mr Pennyfeather: You You Imbisile, You're the one who hired them!

Mrs. Pennyfeather: Call me an Imbisile will you!

Mr Pennyfeather You're an Imbisile!

{Mrs. Pennyfeather takes a pie and shoves it in his face.}

Mrs. Pennyfeather: Take that.

Mr Pennyfeather: Where did they go? WHERE DID THEY GO I'LL FIND THEM.

{Brick is dressed like a lamp, as Mr Pennyfeather spots a Jerry and Buttercup in a black coat and cap trying to find the exit blindly. Mr Pennyfeather thought up an idea.}

Mr Pennyfeather: Agh agh agh, not that way you three that's the kitchen, this is the way out.

Brick: Oh

Jerry: Thanks say you're not mad at us?

{Mr Pennyfeather laughs historically and than answers.}

Mr Pennyfeather: Why no of course not.

Jerry: Oh well It was a pleasure of doing your painting and paper hanging.

Mr Pennyfeather: And it is a pleasure to do yours.

Brick: Good bye.

Jerry: Good bye.

Buttercup: Goodbye.

{Mr and Mrs Pennyfeather dumps the pail of wall paper glue all over the three of them. Than they took glass vases and began to strike the three of them with them. and that marks the end of the scene.}

Narrator: Ha Ha Ha, and so ends one of the episodes of our three teenage stooges drive their luck as interior decorators and met with misfortune, however, will they be cowards, and never try it again are they spineless Jellyfish, quitters

Jerry
Brick : You bet you're life we are.
Buttercup

{Buttercup begins to paint over the Interior Decorating word with a paint brush.}

THE END...